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Night Arrival of Sea-TroutTed Hughes
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Vol. 1 No. 1 · 25 October 1979
Poem

Night Arrival of Sea-Trout

Ted Hughes

Honeysuckle hanging its fangs.
Foxglove rearing its opened belly.
Dogrose touching the membrane.

And through the dew’s mist, the oak’s mass
Comes plunging, comes tossing dark antlers.

Then a shattering
Of the river’s hole, where something leaps out –

The stillness snarls, moon-mouthed, and shivers.

Summer dripping stars, biting at the nape.
Lob-worms coupling in saliva.
Earth singing under its breath.

And out in the hard corn, a horned god
Running and leaping
With a bat in his drum.

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